Ogedei's Boy by AntBoy -- Chapter 10
Opening my eyes I looked up and forward at Paul's grinning face and couldn't help but grin back even though I was still in some discomfort. `If it's always going to be like that I might change my mind about wanting it.'
It should get easier,' came Andrews's response from above me. I twisted my head against his thighs to look upwards at his equally grinning face. You should have seen yourself trying to escape, let alone hear what you were calling us. Bet you can't remember half of it.'
In fact I couldn't remember any of it apart from the pain and being split open, though now I thought about it, even that pain had been reduced to a dull throbbing soreness that was being balanced by the hot throbbing solid piece of what I knew to be Pauls cock filling my arse. You don't have to keep on laughing about it,' I told him, It wasn't your hole being forced for the first time, I never guessed it would be like that.' `You have enjoyed it more than you realise. Just look at this.' Paul swung his hand against my stiff prick causing it to bounce painfully back and forth between by raised thighs. As I flinched from the contact we both felt his cock flex inside my backside in response to my clenched arse muscles.
`I hope you're ready for this.'
He hands gripped tightly to my thighs as he slowly pulled back, almost out, then reversed, plunging back, deep inside my abused hole. As he pulled back the feeling of relief at the removal of his instrument was equally balanced by a feeling of loss for the short moment it took him to change direction and power back in through my pitiful defences.
Each thrust hurt like hell, even with the poppers bottle floating under my nose from time to time, and I could hear a variety of grunts and whimpers escaping from my open mouth as I tried desperately to take on board enough oxygen to keep breathing. At the same time each thrust became easier to absorb and shortly I found myself responding, doing my best to anticipate the moment he would start his withdrawal and I'd try to clench my cheeks to give him a tighter fit. It still hurt but that sharp pain when his cock knocked against my inner defences had gone; he'd broken them all down and now I was his to be violated at will.
My straining cock was begging for release, it was so hard I felt it would break off when he drove back in with enough force to slap it against my stomach; my tight packed balls were being knocked all over the place with the force of his thrusts. Andrew had my upper body clamped tightly but I found it difficult to keep my legs balanced on Pauls shoulders and pulled them back to my body folding them over my chest which I discovered, as Andrew left of pinching my nipples and latched on to my knees pulling them and my arse cheeks apart, just gave Paul even easier and deeper access.
It hurt, my body was on fire, I was being taken violently, and I loved it. Managing to force my eyes open Paul was looking down at me with a strange half frozen grin, signs of spittle at the sides of his mouth, looking not at where his cock had entered my body but at the reaction the invasion was having on my face. I knew the animal in him had taken over, much the same way as it had in me. There was no way I could get him to stop now short of a cold shower and i didn't want him to. That look on his face was ecstasy and I wanted to help him feel it, to enhance it, to share it.
`Is this what you wanted? Did you want to fuck me, take my virginity? Do you enjoy hurting me?'
`Yes! Yes!' he gasped, speeding up his attack at the same time. I've wanted this arse for over a year and I've got it for the whole weekend now. You can't back out.'
I could tell he was getting close and I had no intention of backing out. My hands were free and I used them to prise my arse cheeks even further open, I needed him deeper inside me, I wanted all of him, it wasn't enough, I had to have more.
`Go on then! Fuck me! Harder! Rape me, do it so I feel it.'
He took me at my word. His face locked up and he slammed back and forth, his exertions causing sweat and spit to fly from his body to splatter mine. Suddenly he flung his head back, all the bones in his neck and chest standing out in relief and his stomach shrinking as his cock swelled up further and unloaded itself deep inside my gut. He hardly moved for some time, just stood there while streams of boiling hot jisim jetted from his throbbing jerking member to flood my gut, I thought he was never going to stop but finally his cock stopped ejaculating and his gasping breathing ceased as his bodies responses slowed back near to normal.
Even so his cock only partly deflated and he remained plugging my arse for some time before slowly pulling out with a distinct plop. It was such a release, even more so as he unfolded my legs and Andrew let my upper body go so I could sit up and ease my aching hole. But I wanted more; I actually wanted him back inside me, it wasn't just the fact I still hadn't cum, somehow I knew there could, should, be more.
Can we do it again, and what about Andrew?' I asked them. I'd had a massive erection for most of the last hour or more but found myself almost enjoying the discomfort, really pain that it was giving me. I can only compare it to having a full bladder and being able to let it flood out but for some reason having the flow blocked. Actually I realised that did have a full bladder as well and told them, I really need to piss as well.'
`I'm going to have a quick clean up and get us something to eat and drink if you think you can manage on your own with Andrew for a little while. Don't worry, you've not seen the last of me but even a fuckin black bastard as you called me needs a short time to recover after a session like that.'
With that he turned away and with a couple of quick steps dived straight into the pool, surfacing quickly and powering over arm to the opposite side where he pulled his naked black body out with one heave and after a quick shake showering everywhere with water padded off just as he was and into the house.
Show-off,' was Andrews comment as he helped me to move fully back onto the table and lay down with my whole body fully supported. What are you going to do?' I asked him when he started spreading more of that jel round my abused hole.
Don't worry,' he told me. I'm not going to fuck you, that Paul's scene even though I loved watching. I'm just making sure you'll be ready for him again later.' He showed me an odd shaped black rubber object that he called a butt plug. I'm going to stick this up your arse. It may be uncomfortable but shouldn't hurt as it's only as small one. It will stop you closing back up and keep you aware of what you're really here for here for,' he said grinning. I know you're really only here for Paul but I don't mind having my fun with you as well.'
I opened my mouth to disagree, and then closed it rapidly. All I could offer was a weak grin in reply and Do your worse.' It was true. I did want Paul to be the one to take me, the one I wanted to make happy. I hoped to have fun with Andrew, we certainly had both gotten off on his abuse of my body earlier but it was Paul I wanted to satisfy most. He placed the tip of the plug at my hole and twisted back and forth in the jel as he also pushed it forward. I would have thought after the previous abuse it would have slid in with ease but that was not the case. Here, take a sniff,' he passed me that little bottle and by now I knew what to do. One nostril, then the other, and as that hot glow spread over my body I raised my buttocks and he shoved it home.
After the initial quick stab of pain as my arse lips were forced open again round the widest part of the plug they closed back down with relief leaving me just the feeling of having a plugged arse, just as the name suggested. `Keep your cheeks tight when you stand up and it should stay in,' he then told me as, after a quick couple of slaps, he placed my legs back down and clambered up to kneel astride my chest with his cock a couple of feet from my face.
His cock was quite soft, hanging down between his legs, uncut and about five inches long but even as I watched it stirred and came to life, rising to attention and growing a couple of inches. Not quite as large as Pauls but still nothing to be ashamed off and I was looking forward to using my mouth to compare them. It was not that straightforward though. He edged forward, trapping my arms under his legs and put his hands behind my head.
`Are you going to take care of this for me then?' he asked, passing the poppers under my nose.
Even if I hadn't been prepared to accommodate him I was in such a sexually charged state I would have agreed to almost anything right then. The plug in my arse was actually pushing against some nerve each time I wriggled and my cock was screaming at me. I'd never held an erection for so long without manual attention before and my hands were itching to get hold of it, probably would have done so if not half trapped under his legs.
He slid forward a little and then, grasping my head in both hands, pulled it hurriedly forward, his cock, thrusting it straight into my open mouth and halfway, it seemed, down my throat. If I'd not had experience with Paul earlier and the poppers hit I never would have been able to take it without choking, possibly even biting, in response. As it was my initials struggles to continue breathing and not to choke only appeared to excite him further as he griped my hair tighter and, as I managed to close my lips round his shaft, started pulling my head back and forth, using my mouth to wank himself off.
He actually wasn't much, if any, larger than myself in that department, about six inches. In fact when I had the cheek to measure Paul one day he was only just over seven but as I was discovering, six, seven, even Ogedei's nearly nine inches had an alarming habit of almost doubling in size once they managed to gain access to my mouth or arse. Andrews's stiff cock was no exception.
He was gripping my hair tighter and tighter as he just knelt over my chest and pulled my head back and forth while me struggles were getting more pronounced. Not so much now because of his abuse which my mouth had become a somewhat accustomed to but because someone's hands, it had to be Paul, had started working on the lower part of my body. That butt plug was being twisted and knocked about as were my balls causing my poor cock to thrash about all over the place seemingly getting harder and harder, as if that were possible, and definitely building to an explosion of almighty proportions.
Suddenly Andrew let my head go to drop back onto the table and half standing transferred the use of his hands to his cock and started to rapidly wank it. `Close your eyes.'
At almost the same time the hands that been so happily half torturing my cock and balls left off their administrations and just as I was about to bemoan the loss I felt a soft wet warm orifice engulf my aching member. That was all it took. Hardly had Pauls mouth, I just knew what is was even with my eyes closed, hardly had it closed over my stiff cock and made one return journey that I started to shoot. If Andrew had still been sitting on my chest he wouldn't have stood a chance of remaining seated. I shot and spurted and exploded with all my youthful pent up energy, I swear my body levitated from the table in ecstasy at the release my cock had so required. I was aware that Andrew had shot off over my face, also into my mouth, open for the silent scream my overdue release had initiated. I didn't care; in fact I gloried in the idea and used my freed hands to wipe the residue down my cheeks and into my still open mouth. I was still shooting myself as Paul removed his mouth and with some difficulty jerked the plug from my arse and continued to painfully wank my cock up and down, my poor balls receiving the worst of the punishment.
Finally our various paroxysms wound down and then, as I lay there catching my breath and glorying in what had finally happed to me, I lost control of my bladder. Before I could do anything to stop it my cock was spurting again but this time with a veritable fountain of piss as my poor abused body finally gave up trying to hold back the pressure.
I was mortified.
Having just enjoyed everything I'd been dreaming off, and more, the best sex of my life with two people I admired; now I'd blown it. Not only was Paul still holding my pissing cock but Andrew still half crouched above me was getting soaked by the never ending stream.
He half lay down beside me, smearing the mix of piss and cum over my body and twisting my nipples. `My, my. You are a dirty boy. I can see you will need more punishment this weekend wont you boy?'
That was it. In my head, what little of it still working that is, my name and my position when in situations like this just disappeared. I became `boy.'